This house, which seemed somehow to have formed itself, flying together into its own powerful pattern under the hands of its builders, fitting itself… - Shirley Jackson

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This house, which seemed somehow to have formed itself, flying together into its own powerful pattern under the hands of its builders, fitting itself into its own construction of lines and angles, reared its great head back against the sky without concession to humanity. It was a house without kindness, never meant to be lived in, not a fit place for people or for love or for hope.